"Doctor Zuo, why did you come back?" Ma Yanlin rubbed his waist with one hand and held a piece of dried squid in his other hand. He tore it with his teeth.
Zuo Cidian hummed in acknowledgment and glanced sideways at Ma Yanlin and the others. He teased, "I was sleeping on the bed. I was worried about you guys, so I came back."
Ma Yanlin could not help but smile. "It's useless even if you're worried."
Zuo Cidian sighed and tore off half of the dried squid that Ma Yanlin placed on the table. He chewed it vaguely and said, "Young Ma, you'll suffer if you continue like this."
"I'll suffer no matter how much I eat." Ma Yanlin sighed and continued to rub his waist.
"Rest more if you're suffering." Zuo Cidian turned around and waved at the air. "You, call Old Huang from the Department of Urology and ask about Doctor Wei Man's resting time. Synchronize it with Young Ma and let him rest for two days. Don't be too tired. "
Ma Yanlin was stunned and quickly said, "No … No need, I just had a weekend off …"
Zuo Cidian patted Ma Yanlin's shoulder gently three times and said, "You should be more proactive when you have a weekend off, right? I see that you're still very tired. Go back and rest for two days, and I'll shift your shifts to later. "
Ma Yanlin panicked. Even the donkeys of the production team could not plow the fields after grinding tofu.
"Go." Zuo Cidian did not pity him at all.
From his point of view, a young doctor like Ma Yanlin should work hard and strive to improve himself. However, Ma Yanlin was the most lazy person in the Ling Treatment Group. He was always looking for time to slack off. Sometimes, he could not even get to the hospital at six o 'clock in the morning. His effective working hours in a week were only slightly more than one hundred hours, and he could be said to be the representative of a lazy person.
Zuo Cidian thought to himself, 'If I had the body and energy of Ma Yanlin's age and had such good learning conditions, I would definitely not be willing to waste any time. Forget about eating snacks like dried squid, which is a waste of time, I would even cut off my penis to maintain my focus!'
"What about the surgeries scheduled after me …" Ma Yanlin wanted to struggle.
"I'll perform the surgeries in the Orthopedics Department. The remaining Achilles tendon surgeries and other surgeries will be arranged separately." Zuo Cidian had long since memorized the weekly schedule. In Ling Ran's treatment group, Ma Yanlin's main focus was on Achilles tendon surgery and orthopedic surgeries.
Among them were Colles' fracture, which Zuo Cidian was familiar with, and the indications for the Latarjet surgical technique that Ling Ran was going to teach him.
Of course, Old Zuo would never admit that Zuo Cidian brought Ma Yanlin home because of this reason. Now that there were so many in-service training doctors in the hospital, it was almost impossible for a patient to be left unattended.
No one knew how to perform surgeries that were too high-end. For orthopedic surgeries, a phone call to the Orthopedic Department would be enough for the latter to eagerly come down to pick up money.
"Gather the statistics of the patients who are waiting for treatment." Zuo Cidian waved his hand and summoned another person to come over before he gave his order.
Several young doctors in the office started to get busy. Zuo Cidian returned to his seat and started to flip through his book.
The Latarjet Technique was mainly used to treat shoulder dislocations. For Zuo Cidian, who had been in contact with the Hand Surgery Department and the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery for the past few years, this was practically a brand new field.
In fact, any new surgical technique was considered a brand new field for Zuo Cidian.
If it were a young doctor in the department, since he had just graduated from medical school and had to face continuous medical licensing examinations, he would continue to accumulate theoretical knowledge. Although he would not be able to master it immediately, he would still be able to have the theoretical foundation of surgery after a little revision.
But middle-aged doctors like Zuo Cidian, who were old and did not have good skills, would be troublesome.
He had basically forgotten all the theories he learned in the past, especially since he did not learn them well in the past. Over the years, he had been covered by new theories, and in some aspects, he was not as good as a newbie.
Zuo Cidian did not know what he would face if he learned surgery from Ling Ran, but he knew one thing. First of all, Ling Ran never had the habit of talking about basic theories. Second, he could not embarrass Ling Ran.
Because of this, Zuo Cidian's personal pressure became huge. But he could not let others see it.
The current Ling Treatment Group was already comparable to the size of a normal small department, especially the number of in-service training doctors and interns. They were not inferior to some large departments.
According to the standards of a hospital, the number of young doctors represented the vitality of the department and … the ability to earn money. Interns could be supported just by buying takeaway, but in-service training doctors had to earn real money. Moreover, the way the Emergency Medical Center hired people was not just about the salary.
Although Ling Ran could solve the problems of the treatment group's vitality and earning money, the shallow management problems were all on Zuo Cidian.
The departments had their own management, and the treatment groups also had their own management. Usually, there were three to five people in a treatment group, and at most, around ten people. It was very easy for the group leader to manage them. But the Ling Treatment Group was completely different.
Zuo Cidian felt that he still needed a certain amount of authority.
This made him read very hard, and his expression was very twisted.
"I feel that something is wrong with Old Zuo." The young doctors who finished another round of surgery returned to the on-call room. They secretly ate the dried squid in the kitchen while they gossiped.
"Doctor Zuo is preparing for the attending physician examination."
"Are you trying to become an attending physician in the Emergency Department by reading books from the Orthopedics Department? Do you want to use the sword of the previous dynasty to cut down the officials of the current dynasty?"
"Could it be that Old Zuo wants to become an attending physician in the Orthopedics Department?"
"Hmm … it's not impossible. Since there's someone who can become an attending physician in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery …"
* Thud, thud, thud. *
Doctor Zhou paced back and forth like a scarecrow. He chased away the noisy young doctors.
When he returned to his seat, Doctor Zhou asked curiously, "Old Zuo, why are you so interested in the Orthopedics Department recently?"
"I'm just looking around." Zuo Cidian was not afraid that Doctor Zhou would take his position, but he could not spread the news to everyone.
Doctor Zhou was the one who did not care about following Ling Ran's academic style.
Other people would definitely take advantage of it.
Some shameless ones would just take advantage of it.
The next day.
Before ten o 'clock, a patient with shoulder injury was sent over.
Zuo Cidian informed Ling Ran, and then he ran over to take a look a little anxiously.
The patient was a slightly unkempt middle-aged man. There was pain on his face, but his gaze was calm, and there was no family member accompanying him.
"The patient is thirty-eight years old. He fell down when he got off the bus. His shoulder is deformed, and he said that he has a history of shoulder dislocation …" the young doctor in charge of the Emergency Department said in a low voice. He then looked at Zuo Cidian and added, "Because of what you said before, we haven't called the Orthopedics Department."
"Let Doctor Ling take a look." Zuo Cidian patted the young doctor gently.
The young man could not help but straighten his back. There was a satisfied, relaxed, and happy smile on his face.
Zuo Cidian sat in front of the unkempt middle-aged man, smiled, and asked, "Have you dislocated your shoulder before?"
"Yes, I often played basketball when I was in school, and I hurt my shoulder." The patient pursed his lips in pain and asked, "Can you do it for me?"
"You've never done surgery before?"
"There's no need to do it."
Zuo Cidian smiled noncommittally. He used the theory he just learned and asked, "How often do you dislocate your shoulder? Probably. "
"More than a year. I haven't played basketball for two years. I didn't expect that I would end up like this while taking a bus …"
"If you have frequent dislocations, why don't we take a CT scan first?" Zuo Cidian asked the medical intern to operate on the computer.
The patient said unwillingly, "The Chinese doctor can straighten it with just a twist of the wrist."
Zuo Cidian smiled. "Yun Hua Hospital's Emergency Department usually doesn't use traditional Chinese bonesetting techniques."
"Why?"
"Because bonesetting requires experience. The types of patients we usually face are very complicated, and dislocations are not the only type. It's not easy for young doctors to accumulate this kind of experience. Senior doctors mostly deal with patients who failed to perform bonesetting sent over by the hospitals below them." Zuo Cidian smiled faintly, and his temperament was very Yun Hua Hospital.
"Alright, but I didn't bring my medical insurance card …"
"Ask your family to send it over. If you want to perform surgery, you need a signature from your family. "
The patient hesitated for a few seconds and said in a low voice, "My wife still needs to pick up the child. Um … can I ask a colleague to come over?"
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